Some creative farmer has made minions (not millions) out of his silage bales.
We left Stanley, on the best weather day, & probably should've stayed,
but Port Sorell was calling, & the washing was mounting up.
We ended up freecamping on the other side of Port Sorell,
at Narawntapu National Park. Which is only about 250 metres
across the water from Port Sorell, but 24kms by road.
After a couple of days there, chilling & checking out the wallabies,
which were all around the van, we moved on to Port Sorell
This one seemed interested in our power cord.
One of the beaches in the National Park.
Port Sorell has a nice van park only metres from the water,
& the town had a nice feel to it, so we decided to stay for a week.
When we stay for longer than a few days, we mark
our territory. Out comes the signs of habitation.
We unfold the chairs, tables, bikes, boat trailer, clothes hoist, & boat.
Put the awning out, put up the privacy screen, plug in power & water,
& plant crops.
Only kidding about the last bit, but the longer
we stay in an area, the better we get to know the place,
talk to the locals about points of interest,
places & times to fish in the area,
& good places for coffee & food.
The Estuary just over from where we stayed.
Went fishing on the 2nd day, & apart from a small mishap
at the boat ramp, where I drove out of the water after launching
our boat, & left the back half of our trailer behind,
due to incorrectly placing a pin.
After that, it got better, & after moving around & fishing
a few different spots, Jan's uncanny instinct kicked in.
She said, lets fish here, & behold, we caught 9
King George Whiting, & had fresh fish for dinner
for the next couple of nights.
Jan does this with regularity, some instinct she has
that suggests we will catch fish here.
It's happened too many times to be coincidental.
Not that i'm complaining, even though, she usually
outfishes me.
There is a large difference in tides here, & boats
moored & floating in the river at high tide,
will be laying over on dry sand at low tide.
High tide
Low tide
While picking up some chook pellets for burley
at a local Pet Shop, we noticed a beautiful Macaw
Perched behind the counter. It was the owners pet.
After 2 days of fishing, with good weather, Friday was
a day of rain, so we drove to Devonport, to pick up
some needed supplies.
After the essential supplies were bought,
which was some van bits, & a DVD movie
that was shot in Stanley,
we went to a great little café in the Devonport Mall
called Stonies Café.
Great food & service, & lots of retro items
& memorabilia on the walls.
They also have lots of messages on the walls
written on napkins by customers
from all over Australia.
We added our own.
There was a chance for a dance in Devonport
on Saturday night, & Kiwi Elvis was gonna be there!
They also had a 2nd artist on the night,
Anthony, who really belted out some great tunes
with a strong voice. His version of Roy Orbison's "Working for the Man"
was sensational! very entertaining night.
Oh, & Kiwi Elvis was good too!
Anthony & friend Kylie
Anthony's shoe.
After some recovery time, & a lie in on Sunday morning,
we went for a bike ride out to Hawley Pt.
There is a Penguin rookery out there,
but you have to be there at night to see them.
Hawley Pt out the end
on the way to Hawley Pt.
Tree on the way
Another view of the difference in tide.
Same place low tide
We have now packed & folded all our gear away,
& head off to the Central Highlands tomorrow.
